I stood on this hill, watching the world around me.
As the summer sun warmed the valley below, I watched the flowers blossem and heard the birds sing their songs, but I remained unchanged.
As autumn came, the breeze grew cooler and the leaves turned into rainbows and swirled down from the treetops, yet I remained unchanged.
Then, winter came and the whole valley was blanketed by snow. Then the valley is different, there is no movement, no life, yet I remained unchanged.
Now, spring has come and life begins again. I watch as young birds learn to fly, and I hear the rustle of the growing grass and the buzz of insects, yet even now, as everything starts life anew, I remain unchanged.
I stand here and watch the seasons come and go, and I know that the world is changing around me, but I don't care, I feel as if I am granite, as if I am stone. I have been here so many times, just watching things change.
I am curious about this change, but I refuse to join it.
I want to stay the same.
As the summer sun warmed the valley below, I watched the flowers blossem and heard the birds sing their songs, but I remained unchanged.
As autumn came, the breeze grew cooler and the leaves turned into rainbows and swirled down from the treetops, yet I remained unchanged.
Then, winter came and the whole valley was blanketed by snow. Then the valley is different, there is no movement, no life, yet I remained unchanged.
Now, spring has come and life begins again. I watch as young birds learn to fly, and I hear the rustle of the growing grass and the buzz of insects, yet even now, as everything starts life anew, I remain unchanged.
I stand here and watch the seasons come and go, and I know that the world is changing around me, but I don't care, I feel as if I am granite, as if I am stone. I have been here so many times, just watching things change.
I am curious about this change, but I refuse to join it.
I want to stay the same.